Chapter 6
Cal left her with a kiss so sweet that it almost lulled her back to sleep, and a slap on her bare a*s that had completely ruined the effect.
Natalya made the bed, because the mussed sheets made her wish Cal was still in them. She then plunged into the shower so that she wouldn’t be one of those pitiful women listening for the sound of his car driving away at four in the morning. She did come out of the bath wrapped in a towel, just in case he’d returned, forgetting who knew what this time.
Instead of Cal, her mother was sitting on the quilt, leaning back against the padded headboard, and sipping from a mug of coffee—her favorite, declaring, “It’s True! Redheads ARE Hotter!” in little flaming letters.
“Um, hi.”
“Um, yourself. Saw Cal on the way out, gave him some coffee. Did
